In the legend of the night elves, a person with rare golden eyes will definitely be extraordinary in the future and will eventually become a transcendent being that affects the direction of history.

Queen Azshara, who defeated the arrogant troll, brought arcane magic to new heights, and led the Kaldorei Empire to glory, has a pair of golden eyes.

So does Illidan.

When he was born, the village elders held the infant in his arms, thinking of his parents and the villagers from all over the country who came here to declare that this child would have an extraordinary future!

But what troubles Illidan is that this specialness has actually become his trouble.

As a child, he firmly believed in this legend and yearned for his future. However, as he grew older and matured mentally, he had long forgotten it.

Not only was he not special at all, but because of his family background, he was not even able to learn the arcane magic he dreamed of.

Every time I walk on the streets of Suramar City, my golden eyes always attract passers-by’s side glances and gesticulations.

in particular……

When he was working on the culvert drainage ditch construction site in the south of the city.

"Look, the legendary son of the prophecy is actually digging out the sewers in a dirty place!" - This is the comment Illidan hears most often. At first, he felt ashamed, and even bought a pair of dark crystal glasses.

The idea of ​​covering his eyes. But he gradually got used to the sound. Of course, the main reason was that he couldn't afford expensive crystal glasses.

Night Elf society is good everywhere. Even the poorest civilians can receive basic enlightenment education. Even in remote villages, there are schools established by the Presbyterian Church to popularize knowledge to children. The literacy rate is nearly 100% of the entire population. For the world in which we live,

He also has accurate knowledge.

But the problem is that in a peaceful era when the social structure is relatively stable, a person's achievements are closely related to family background factors.

Illidan's family is not rich, they are just a farmer in a small village on the outskirts of the city. They have no money for the Stormrage brothers to receive a better education and rise to a higher class.

Illidan was eager for change. In order to save enough tuition for the Basic Magic Academy, he had worked as a sewer worker, farmhand, cleaner, gardener... over the years. He had done everything.

He even longed for the coming of troubled times, and even thought of joining the army, because when the expansion war was at a fierce stage, in order to stimulate the people's enthusiasm to join the army, the empire increased the annual military pay of soldiers several times, reaching as much as two gold coins.

But when he thought about having to wield swords and guns every day, and that he might not be able to experience arcane magic from now on, he had no choice but to give up this thought and continue to save money in a down-to-earth manner.

"Ah! Malfurion, how can you accept Tyrande's money on my behalf? What will Tyrande think of me?"

In the afternoon, walking on the sparsely populated streets of Suramar, Illidan had a headache.

As he grows older, life has worn away Illidan's unshakable belief in his future achievements. But as his physiology gradually matures, there is also another inexplicable emotion that begins to grow quietly and is deeply rooted in his heart...

…

Tyrande, his childhood sweetheart, often appears in Illidan's dreams. In the dream, she is so beautiful, as holy as a lily...

Dreams will reveal the deepest desires in the heart and deepen them, making people endlessly evocative. Boys who have just grown up will always do something...

illusion.

Physiology, that's it. Emotions will always come together with the physiological needs for vigorous growth. No one can avoid this. If you avoid talking about it, it is better to treat it rationally.

Illidan would feel very guilty every time he woke up from his dream and hurriedly washed his clothes to avoid being noticed by his parents, because this was undoubtedly a blasphemy to Tyrande, to friendship, and to his childhood sweetheart.

But he had to admit that every time he fell asleep, he felt extremely eager for Tyrande to enter his dreamland again - no matter in which form or where he appeared. It was the small forest where he played together when he was a child.

They chased each other innocently, and bathed together in the stream next to the village where Illidan often bathed...

Illidan shook his head and put aside the fascinating thoughts in his mind.

Tyrande became a priestess of the Temple of the Moon, a high priestess.

The gap between the two became more and more obvious. Illidan would feel scared every time he saved one coin for tuition. He was worried that the gap between himself and Tyrande would eventually be as insurmountable as a chasm. From then on,

, and would never get Tyrande again. Although he knew that Tyrande would never value money, his self-esteem made Illidan never stop working hard.

He must return the money to Tyrande.

"Illidan, how dare you come back!"

A roar resounded through the street, and Illidan was startled. He looked around and saw the drunken foreman Hope, who was walking out of the Pig's Head Tavern with two scantily clad Orioles in his arms. If it hadn't been for the two Orioles holding him up.

If he does, he might fall down the steps.

"Mr. Hope."

Illidan greeted quickly.

Hope pinched Liu Ying's upturned buttocks, staggered over step by step, blinked his blurred eyes, and said dissatisfiedly while breathing in the breath of alcohol:

"You've been absent from work for a week! I can't let you stay at the construction site anymore."

How much wine has he drank...Illidan thought to himself as he endured the smell of alcohol hitting his face.

"Come and have fun, handsome guy! For the sake of your good looks, I'll only charge you half of the price, okay?" Liu Ying, who was stationed at the door of the tavern to attract customers, lifted up her skirt and kept ogling Illidan.

These vagabonds who deal in skin and meat business only dare to solicit customers during the day, because the related industry is not allowed by the night elf society that believes in Elune.

However, there are always surprises in everything. Behind the hugely profitable porn industry in Suramar City are all nobles from the upper city. They have a great say. After some money and power transactions, as long as these guys strictly abide by the prohibition and do not act openly at night.

If you do business without alerting the superiors or causing too much trouble to them, the city security patrols will turn a blind eye.

Illidan only took one look at the girl's bud under her skirt, then he blushed and quickly looked away.

There was actually nothing on inside!

Elune, I didn't see anything!

"Well... I'm really sorry, Mr. Hope." After praying, Illidan sincerely apologized to Hope, "You know, I really can't live without me at home, please don't..."

"I know, I know, you don't need to explain. It's not that I don't want you. This time, Mr. Ivan is really angry." Hope interrupted Illidan with a wave of his hand.

Mr. Irwin is an upper elf in the city. He used his family connections and spent some money to contract the construction site in the south of the city where Illidan worked from the city management council. This man is a complete vampire and has changed the workers' working hours from the official regulations.

The seven-hour day has been extended by half. If someone is absent from work, even if they take leave due to illness, a week's salary will be deducted.

When the salary was last calculated, Illidan, who was absent from work for six days due to family matters, only received half of the salary for three months of hard work.

"Mr. Hope, I'm sorry, I..."

Just as Illidan was talking, Hope let out a loud belch and fell straight to the side. Illidan hurriedly reached out to help him, but he was also brought to the ground in a miserable state.

"I... hiccup... I really can't keep you anymore, kid... I will lose my job. There is some money here, you can take it. Just use it... just as your parents' funeral expenses."

Hope closed his eyes, groped in his arms for a long time, took out a small bag, threw it to Illidan, and then started snoring.

This was the money that Hope gave him as a personal subsidy. Illidan took the money bag and looked at the foreman Hope who was always yelling at his subordinates. He didn't know what to think.

"This is my drink money! Remember to thank me... snore... snore..." Hope suddenly roared in his sleep, scratched his butt, and continued to sleep.

"well."

Illidan sighed helplessly, picked up Hope with all his strength, and walked towards the south of the city. He knew where Hope lived, because every time he settled his salary, he had to go to the foreman's house.

When passing by the Basic Magic Academy, Illidan couldn't help but stop and look inside. He deeply longed to go there to practice magic... But it was a pity that the extremely expensive tuition fees of the Basic Academy after saving several years of savings were too much for him.

Still a drop in the bucket.

But just add…

Illidan clutched Tyrande's purse tightly around his waist.

No, the money must be returned to Tyrande. Illidan shook his head resolutely.

The noisy sound attracted his attention. He walked forward, walked around the high wall that blocked his sight, and looked in through the fence gate.

What surprised him was that it was already so late, and the workers who got up early were about to leave for work, but the college was still extremely lively. Teachers in robes used magic to move tables and chairs, and filed out of the side door and walked towards

direction of the central square.

Why is it so lively?

Illidan watched for a while, until a guard mistook him for a homeless man and picked up a guard stick that was enchanted to cause no pain and drove him away. Then he dragged the foreman Hope away.

It wasn't until he passed by the central square and saw hundreds of workers still setting up the venue overnight, saw the Spell Duel flag fluttering in the wind, and saw the crowds swarming to grab a vantage point that Illidan suddenly realized that today was the day.
Chapter completed!